Since I became a mother of a teenager, my life changed a lot. From time to time it looks like living in a war, on the territory that has been ocuppied. The comunication has been broken, or beter, it only flows in one direction. From me toward... And feedback?
I get it in a very strange way. The teenager comunicates by teasing his younger brothers. He starts with one of his four brothers and then takes a brake, he goes on with another one and takes a brake, then he helps his third brother to fight with the second one and ...takes... a... brake, and....
Killing, if you are there. And of course, you are. Because if you wearen`t there, who would be listening and observing?
Nobody. No audienece, no fun. So?
I am trying to understand him and his behaviour, but he drives me crazy again and again.
I know that my tennage son matches perfectly with his brothers when I am not in the house, when nobody wants anything from him, when he is free as a bird. He even matches good with me, when he needs something....
So, I hope he will need something today. Maybe a dinner?
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